£3 in tips if you shake them hips for me girl
I'm not kidding you you are gorgeous,
my wife's got nothing on you,
you sell draft? where is the manager then?
i'm not having it.
in this cheap and neon lit micro cosmed world where you come here to drink, violate every rule under the polish bouncers nose by pushing into the girls and making the men smash glasses and inevitably end up at the bar abusing the bar staff and using every line under the sun to try and make a difference to our moods at fag breaks, there's really just one response isn't there?
fuck off.
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